Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1887-12-04

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FAR or where she weed after that Tulita
was never quito sure. When her
thoughts were sufficiently collected she
discovered that she was in front OF one
OF the principal hotels. She saw news
stand near the main entrance. On the
impulse OF the moment she stopped, and
I opening her bundle of lavender sticks
she showed them 70 tue proprietor and
asked him if he would try to cell them
for her. lie was an elderly man, and
while not enthusiastic over the prospects
of q brisk business in lavender sticks he
was very kind to the girl, and readily
agreed TO do oil in his power TO advance
her little venture.
Rid of her bundle of lavender, which
she had begun to hate, Tulita turned her
steps homevard in high spirits. How
easy il had been TO arrange the matter,
and what q little fool she was to have
worried herself so. After all, though,
il was much better that she had not lett
the sticks with Sienna g. Squills. This
news stand was by far the best place,
being right in the hotel where the cost
ern tourists would be sure to sec them.
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the man would sell any that day, and
how many, and how long it would be
before they were all sold. And when
she passed shoestore, she stopped and
looked at the display IN the window to
see what kind of shoes she would buy
although, TO be sure the variety of shoes
to he bad for three dollars was not great.
Meantime the newsdealer had sold all
| of Tulita's lavender sticks. Not that they
had filled one of the public's long-felt
wants. for they had all been bought by
one person, that person being Mr.. Brown,
of Philadelphia. Mr.. Brown, while lean
ing idly against the news stand, had seen
Tulita come up, and on getting q sight
OF her face had said to himself In sur
prise "By Jove That is the pretty
girl saw in the garden yesterday after
noon" And although he politely moved
away ont of hearing of the conversation,
he furtiyely watched the pretty girl, and
had no difficulty in understanding the
nature of her transaction with the old
newsdealer Hard up. OF course, said
/ Mr. Brown, sympathetically. Then 90
Tulita tr;ppcd away he returned to his
/ lounging place by the news stand, and
| picking up one of the lavender sticks
with an air of idle curiosity, asked what
I they were for.
"They are made of lavender" replied
the dealer, "and you put them in the
/ bureau.drawer to make your clothes
smell nice-Gt any rate that is what the
young lady who left them here says. l
never saw any myself before. | guess
/ III sell 'em for souvenirs of Southern
California. They are made by a native
Californian, and it will be change On
horned toads."
"That is a good idea" said Mr..
Brown, calmly. "In fact, | have an
aunt at home who would not like horned
toads, so l will take some of these. How
many have you got ? A dozen? Well,
you can let me have the lot.
As the pleased dealer was wrapping up
Mr.. Browns purchase that gentleman
Tipped the ash from his cigar, and said,
after pause: "What do you NEAL by
native Californian Is not every one
born in California n native ?"
"Well, yes" said the dealer, with pa
tient forbearance for the ignorance of
this "tenderfoot who was so good a
customer, 81 suppose they are; but
when We say native Californian we mean
the Spanish or Mexican people who
lived here when the country belonged to
the greasers. Have You ever read Two
Years Before the Mast by Mr.. Dana
If you haven't | have got copy here l
would hike to sell you. Mr.. Dana was in
San Diego back in the tbirties. There
was not much here except a few
adobe houses in Old Town and
the Mission, but he gives you
pretty good idea of the native Cali
forDian. Some of them came originally
from Spain, and had grants OF land from
the King so big that they could ride for
days as the crow flies and not leave their
ranches. They lived like lords that you
read about, with hundred or so Indians
to herd their cattle, and every one that
happened along was welcome to the best.
Helen Hunt gives you a good idea OF
that in Ramona j would like to sell
you this copy, it's the last | got left.
You have read it? Well, as / was say
ing, when the Americans began coming
in here the native Californians began
losing their land. They found it neces-
sary to have money to keep up with the
procession, and the mostof their ranches
got pretty we'll plastered, so that one way
or another the big grants got broke up,
and so did the natives. guess there
are mighty few of them now that could
pan out anything but lawsuits. ]
shouldn't wonder now if the father OF
that young lady once owned a million or
so of acres; you can't tell. But you bet
if he had any of it left, now that the
boom has struck the town, she wouldn't
be making these things, touching MIR.
Browns parcel. "Not, he added hasti-
", "but what they are first-class arti
Gle in their way. In fact, l must get her
to make some more; guess they'll take
pretty well. You don't want to buy
Helen Hunts book -? Mr.. Dana's? Well,
so long" -